Without advance warning, Bryan felt himself shoved under David's
shirt.
He felt the wiry hairs on David's belly. God, David was sweating like
mad! The damp sweat coated the front of Bryan's body.
"You're getting home late!" Bryan heard David's father's remarks,
although they were muffled through the fabric of his friend's shirt.
"Yeah. I stayed to help with some extra cleaning," David said. "I'm
beat. See you in the morning."
Bryan felt the jolt of each of David's footsteps on the stairs as his
friend hurried to the privacy of his room.
David locked his door and removed Bryan from beneath his shirt and
placed his friend on his bedcovers.
His friend's foot-long but toned body glistened from a layer of
perspiration, some his own, some from David's body.
Bryan dared to raise his head. In the harsh light of David's room, his
friend looked all the more enormous and powerful.
Bryan was used to looking down at David, who was normally several
inches shorter.
Normally, he also felt a little sorry for his friend. David wasn't
muscular and well-defined like Bryan. Well, at least, that had been
his perception of David.
Now, everything had changed.
Bryan was about to find out just how much things had changed...